Well, maybe the heat died too quickly, according to the memories Mu Huan received, the strongest wish she felt before the original owner died was to sell eggs.

She can't spoil the eggs she worked so hard to lay from raising chickens.

And her chickens, which can't die.

That's the life of the original owner.

Looking at the pile at the door, the small cart was full of chicken feed, which contained corn and broken rice and various grains, and the original owner was very good to his chickens.

Even in the last days, the last month of struggling with life and death, the original owner did not forget to feed her chickens.

According to Mu Huan's memory, the original owner had not fed the chickens in the other room for almost a day before he died.

Due to the hot weather outside, the global high temperature, now the sun outside can be said to be directly set up in the pot, you can stir-fry without a fire.

I don't know if it's because it's too hot in this room.

Mu Huan sat for a short while, and the clucking sounds of various hens outside sounded louder and louder, as if they were ...... The chickens were spreading their wings and coming towards her warehouse on two short legs......

She got up, patted the dust on the ground, opened the warehouse door in front of her first, and stood at the door of the warehouse where the original owner had not finally arrived.

Outside the door, not her delusion, about a hundred chickens were rushing towards the door of the warehouse on her side with their bright wings.

I don't know how it got out?

"Giggle!"

"Cluck, cluck!"

I have to mention that the original owner is really good to her chickens, not only like a pet owner, all kinds of physical and mental care, each chicken is chubby, round, the chicken feathers on the body are lined more and more vividly, faintly some translucent red feeling, small eyes are bright and spirited, and the two paws are stepped on steadily and heavily.

Well, it's delicious at first glance!

Mu Huan's eyes lit up!

I've already figured out what I'm going to eat later.

At this time, a chicken with the reddest feathers and long legs in the flock of chickens took the lead in running over, and when it came to her, it was a circle in place, its head chasing its tail, and there was a rhythm to cluck, cluck.

It's over, and he spreads his wings and flapps rhythmically, his head shakes left and right, and from time to time, he still stands firm and raises his head to look at Mu Huan.

Mu Huan: "......"

Isn't this chicken already crazy?

That's just right, so she won't have to worry about how to go to the tooth sacrifice.

Thinking about it, she stretched out her hand to the chicken at the moment, but when the chicken saw her stretching out her hand, she took the initiative to automatically straighten her wings and grab her.

Mu Huan caught the chicken almost effortlessly.

Let's call it Little Red for now.

After Xiaohong was caught, the chickens behind her also ran up.

Then, Mu Huan strangely found that this group of chickens began to repeat a series of crazy clucks in front of her.

"Giggle!"

"Giggle!"

Mu Huan: "......" faintly, she finally remembered that this scene seemed very familiar.

Isn't this the rock that the original bishop gave to this flock of chickens?

I didn't expect this group of chickens to really learn?

Mu Huan was a little surprised, but no matter how surprised she was, it couldn't compare to her desire to eat chicken, so she carried Xiaohong to the kitchen and put the board on it.

Little Red was extremely cooperative, standing with her head tilted back and staring at her.

Mu Huan looked around, and quickly showed the kitchen knife to Xiaohong......

Kill the chicken.

That's right, kill the chicken.

She remembered that chickens were usually slaughtered with knives first......

"System, is this a correct step?" Mu Huan asked the system uncertainly.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the end of the world, and only the original owner was left alive in this village, Mu Huan wouldn't want to be wronged.

[It should be.] The system nodded half-heartedly.

Mu Huan was sure, he held down Xiaohong with his left hand, and the kitchen knife he held in his right hand chopped it down without blinking!